Was the dream I had yesterday night. And that’s how I knew, tonight is the night.
I guess you could call it a sign, but I’m calling it an unconcious epiphany. I dreamt of a bridge made of guns, and that’s when it hit me, I’ll just shoot myself off a bridge this time! So I found the closest bridge to my house (a 20 minute bike ride away), and I’m prepping myself now.
I have the gun, the same one that shot off part of my shoulder. And my bike is outside the house, sitting there waiting for me to go grab it. I’m also debating […]